Chapter 12I wake to the sound of Melanie’s phone chiming on her nightstand. I open my eyes and she stirs, sighing into consciousness.
“What…” she murmurs, turning over to look at the clock radio on her night stand—4:47 A.M. burns green LED lines into my night vision.
“Who…” I yawn, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. “Is everything okay?”
Melanie rolls onto her back and holds the phone a few inches from her face, the stream of blue light making the room dim as she silently scrolls. She reads for a few minutes, scrolling through an apparently long text message and then back up again and back down again, before tossing her phone onto the bed in frustration.
We’re both still naked under the covers, our skin sticky from s*x and sweat and sleep. I roll over onto my side to face her and wrap an
